Chloe walked down the long hallway of the apartment building.She read the numbers on each of the doors trying to match them to the number on the piece of scrap paper she held in her shaky hand.601……602…..603.She found it at last.Room 604.She knocked on the door softly.As she waited for any kind of reply, her thoughts in her head spun in circles.What am I doing here?Chad is waiting for me at home!I can’t believe I’m doing this!As she mulled over in wreckless decisions, she recounted earlier in the day when she decided to come here in the first place.

It was first period.The bell had just wrung and everyone had taken there places at their tables. She was 18 and easily the youngest person in her art class.In highschool, she had been fortunate enough to show off all her skills and get on the good side of every art teacher in the district.That was the only reason she was accepted so quickly into the veteran art program in college.Everyone else was already in there 20’s and well on their way to making a name for themselves.Since classes had begun 2 weeks ago, she had sat in the same spot everyday.And so did he.

Ian was a very attractive man.Chloe figured him to be about 23.He was deep and mysterious.His black hair covered his eyes most of the time, but whenever he did catch her gaze through the thick strands in his face, it was purely electric.It may have been his good looks, or maybe the mysterious way he carried himself at all times, but she was completely captivated by him.This day was slightly different from other days.Today, he spoke to her.While the teacher was preparing things for class and everyone was getting settled, Ian got up and knelt down next to her.As he looked up at her through his hair she felt a hot flame shoot up her body and it burned in her cheeks.

“Would you like to come over to my place tonight?” His bluntness caught her off guard.Before she could consider anything she nodded ‘yes’.He smiled and scribbled down his address.“Try to be there around 5:30” he added.She nodded again.He went back to his seat and gazed forward as the professor started to speak.As the lesson went on, Chloe could not get what she had just done out of her head.She was planning a randevous with another man.Not once had Chad entered her mind.Chad was her boyfriend of about 4 months.They met as high school was ending and they were suffering from a summer romance that just wouldn’t go away.The fact that she didn’t feel bad about not thinking about him and even worse the fact that she didn’t want to cancel the plans kind of scared her.

Here she was, waiting on Ian to open that door.Within seconds she saw the handle turn and the door swung open slowly.Ian stood at the door and grinned as he saw her.He always loved the way she looked.She had the beauty of a woman and the innocence of a child.Her face was delicate with dark eyes and long lashes.Her lips were always plump and her cheeks were slightly flushed.Her long dark hair always cascaded over her shoulders and made his eyes follow the lines of her body past her breasts, to her waist and then all the way down her legs.Everything about her screamed sex, and it was something he could only resist for so long.

“Come in”he gestured and opened the door wider for her.As she walked by him, he caught her scent.He wanted to grab her and make his arousal clear, but he knew he would have to seduce her some other way.She was a young girl.She would be frightened by such an advance, he would have to be careful with this one.He watched her walk through his apartment and he couldn’t believe she was there.

As she walked in, she looked around.The walls of the apartment were red, like passion.His art was all over the place.He was very talented.She looked over at him.He looked so good.He was dressed in black, but his shirt was tight.She could see defined muscle and tone to his body.She felt herself growing wet.

“I’m sure you are wondering why I asked you to come over.”He began“Well, I am working on my next art piece, and I need a subject.”

“You want me to be your subject?”

“Very much so.”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh yeah.”He walked over to his table and grabbed a paint brush.She walked over to her and stood in front of her.“The curves of your body and the way light reflects from your skin…”As she spoke, he took the fine brush and gently ran it over her skin.“No better subject could ever convey the softness and sensuality that you do.”He continued to touch her with the brush.After a moment, she closed her eyes and just listened to his words and the sensation.He worked the brush down her neck and over her collar bone.He ran into the shoulder strap of her tank top but slowly nudged it over further and further until it fell off of her shoulder.She took a mild shuddered breath at the sudden feeling of exposure.He then took the brush and moved it across her chest.For a moment, he brought the brush down to her cleavage and than traced her body up to her other shoulder.

As he touched her, for a brief moment, her thoughts when back to Chad.But almost as quickly as they entered her mind, they were pushed out.There was no time for regret.Chad never had and never would be like this with her.This was a one time thing.It would end after tonight, so she told herself.

He continued to drag the brush from one side of her shoulders and neck to the other.Then, after he loosened the straps enough, they fell off her shoulders and the neckline of her shirt plunged downward.He took a deep breath, unable to fathom how something so beautiful could ever be created by nature.There in the dim lights of his apartment, her body was being exposed to him and only him.He wanted to make her feel good..really good. He had to know what made her intoxicated.He had to know what turned her on.

“How do you like to be touched, Chloe?”She took a shuddered breath at his words. She racked her brain for any form of intelligent thought.

“I-I don’t know.”It was all she could manage to say as her voice shook.

“Oh, I think you know what you like.”He kept touching her with the scorching tip of the paintbrush.“Do you like it soft and gentle?Do you like it more rough and aggressive?” He replaced the brush with his finger tips and her skin burned beneath his touch.“Or, are you one who likes it both?”She didn’t answer him using words, instead as he touched her he moved into him.He reached his hand lower to cup her breast and she gasped as he did.As he felt her nipple harden through the fabric of her bra he felt himself harden.

He began to breathe heavier and his desires became more desperate.He touched her other breast as well.When he could not take it anymore, he grabbed the edge of the fabric and pulled down.Her breasts over flowed out of her bra.Her tiny, dark, fully erect nipples bounced in front of him.He wanted to take her in his mouth now.He wanted to take her and taste her, but he reminded himself to go slow.He remembered that he wanted to seduce her, not just do her.If she was any other girl, he would have been lying next to her completely naked in a post sex fog.But she was not just any other girl.This one was magnificent.She was art in its finest form.Art was never made to ravish as soon as you see it.Art is something you come to appreciate it the longer you take it in.That was what he had to do.He had to take her in.

He grabbed the paintbrush and gently let the soft bristles stroke her nipples. As the bristles touched her she jumped back and then crooned as the sensations lingered.She began to let out quiet moans and whimpers.That made him even harder than he knew he could possibly be.After a few moments of torturing her with the sensations that he knew she would come to crave later, he replaced his brush with his mouth.Her skin on his tongue was like fire.He tasted her sweat and reveled in how sweet it was.He closed his eyes and prayed that if he were to be taken, it would be in this moment.He reached his arms around her and stroked the small of her back with gentle fingers.He pulled her closer to him and he moved a little more aggressively.After a moment he pulled back.

“Do you like that?”

“Yeah.”In nothing more than a whimper she managed to say something.

“What do you want me to do?”He kissed her belly and unhooked her bra and removed her shirt that were still barely hanging onto her.

“Whatever you want to.”She felt the searing heat between her legs and silently begged him to relieve it.

“Tell me.Talk to me.”

“Kiss me.”She managed to force the words out of her.Her panties were drenched and as he worked his mouth up and down her torso, it only became worse.“Touch me”She breathed heavier and her body moved with his carress.“Taste me”She couldn’t believe she was saying the words, but she was.She was telling him exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to kiss her between her legs.She wanted to feel his tongue move over the area that needed his affection.

“Where do you want me to kiss you?”

“Lower.”She moved her hips to him and he lowered her head slightly.

“Here?” He kissed her above her belly button.

“Lower.”She ran her hands through his hair and pushed him down.

“Here?”He kissed her where the button of her jeans resided.

“Lower.”She bit her lip and begged him with her body.He began to unbutton her jeans and slowly unzipped her.With a slight tug, the pants slid down her smooth legs, and he was face to face with a small piece of fabric that was obviously not enough of a barrier to keep him from tasting her.He brought his lips to her panties and kissed her pussy through the fabric.

“Here?”He looked up at her.She was completely unable to respond in real words.She didn’t have to.He could smell how aroused she was and he could feel how wet her pussy was.He had to taste her.He hooked his finger on the edge of the panties and pulled them to the side.He slowly brought his mouth to her cunt and slowly licked her clit.Her entire body jumped and convulsed at the same time.

He stood up and walked her to the bed.She lay down on her back and he spread her legs wide open.He delicately and softly worked his tongue over her.He lightly moved the tip of his tongue back and forth over her hot button.Her hips rose and fell as he brought her to the brink and back down again.He took a finger and slowly started to stroke the opening of her.She writhed against him and he could see and taste her juices flowing.He slowly slid the finger inside and after a moment, he inserted another one.He sucked on her clit and ran his tongue all over her.

Then, he felt her cum.Her body tensed and her pussy contracted around his fingers.Her whimpers and breathless pants increased and then began to subside.He felt her juices flow out of her onto his hands and into his mouth.He found himself ready to cum when he realized that he had made her cum like that.He stood up and took his shirt off.Then he took his pants off.As he dropped his clothes to the floor, his cock sprang to life.Chloe sat up and took it into her mouth.She ran her tongue over the thick head and sucked lightly.Instinctively, he began to thrust at her.She took him deeper and deeper.Finally, he pushed her away and climbed on top of her.

“I have to be inside of you.”He pleaded with her and prayed that she let him.

“Make love to me.”She was ashamed she used the words reserved for her and her boyfriend, but Ian was thrilled she used those words.Sex wasn’t sex.It was more than that.It was a connection and an emotion.He liked the word love.Love was a heavy word.He positioned himself at her opening and slowly slid inside.Her back arched as he entered her and he gasped in an attempt to catch his breath.

“Oh my god.”It was all he could think to say.She felt like heaven.She was tight and he was hard and thick.This, he thought, was how sex was supposed to feel.He slowly pumped in and out of her in strong deliberate strokes.Her body responded to his every stroke.He then began to pick up speed.His thrusts became faster and harder and her pussy became wetter and tighter.Then, he felt himself let go.Waves of heat ran through his body and he went rigid.He also felt her grow stiff again.As her pussy contracted and pulsed around him, he kept cumming.He shot load after load into her.

In the moments of clarity that followed, they lay together in bed.He cradled her on his shoulder and contemplated the next session they would have together.